The world is a mess. War in the middle east, disease spreading in western Africa, stocks on a roller-coaster ride, pirates on the east coast of Africa, and many other things going on.
What many people don’t realize is that these things have been happening again and again over the centuries. Most recently, in the 1910’s through the 1930’s when we maintained through WWI, the Spanish Flu, Black Tuesday on Wall Street, and the Great Depression.
Before that there were other instances when the world was in rough waters. It seems to happen at least once every century. And we always seem to muddle through, a little changed, but not unrecognizably so. We will do so again.
Look into the history of the decades and events mentioned. You might be the one to see the solution to the situation we are in now. And if you do see it, let the rest of the world know.
(Post written in response to request for a 10 minute blog.)
Can you sleep with yourself at night? What have you done during the day that may give you pause at night? Have you given it your best shot during the time you have? Have you done what you think is the right thing to do? Did you help anyone today? Did you cheer someone up? Did you let someone know they’re not alone? Or, that there are other people who feel the same way they do? What have you done today that is worth remembering? Have you made something that is worth keeping around after you are gone? Whether it is artistic, or handy, or just thought –provoking, what have you done?
If you haven’t done anything, why not? Don’t you think you should? What would you like to do? It doesn’t need to be mind-blowing does it? Couldn’t it just be something fun? Or just a small thing to entertain people? Will anyone remember you? If so, what for? What about your family? What memories will you leave for them?
“And When I Die” by Laura Nyro… “And when I die, and when I’m gone, there’re be one child born in this world to carry on.”
Daily Prompt: By the Skin of Your Teeth: a fictional short story
What is there to say. I’m here only because I was quicker and smarter than someone else. I’m not proud of it; I’m actually a little ashamed. I shouldn’t have been there at all that day. But, I had a few issues to work out and I wanted a drink while I did it.
I grabbed a table away from most of the customers, and started jotting down the pros and cons of my problem. I wasn’t paying much attention to what was going on around me. I was actually making some progress with my dilemma. I looked up from my writing when I heard a strange noise, and saw the window shattering. I couldn’t understand at first what had happened but things seemed to start moving in slow motion. It was like watching a replay on a sportscast, but this was real, here and now.
There was a truck coming straight at me sideways. It looked like a giant metal wall closing in on me like you see in those horror shows about claustrophobia. I didn’t realize it was a truck at first. I just saw the top of it. I thought I was a goner. Then the thing comes to a screeching stop just shy of where me and a couple other people were. It had wiped out the counter and part of the kitchen blocking off our way out. I started to breathe again, not realizing I had been holding my breath. That’s when I smelled the smoke.
I figured I had only a few minutes to get out of there before the smoke got to me. I didn’t care at all about the other people that were trapped with me; it was all about saving my own skin. First thing I did was pull my shirt over my face and look for daylight. I saw some up by the roof where it had collapsed on the truck. There was enough rubble on the ground to allow me to reach it. That hole was small. I managed to get through it though. But once I got up on top of the truck, I couldn’t see any way of getting down again. I tried climbing onto the roof of the building, but it felt like it was going to give way on me. So, I screamed my head off till I couldn’t scream any more. Then I sat and waited in the freezing sleet for someone to come and rescue me.
It wasn’t till then that I thought of the other people who were in the diner with me. That’s when I went back to the hole I had found and tried to help them get out. If I had thought of them a little earlier, maybe they wouldn’t have gotten so much smoke in their lungs and wouldn’t need to spend so much time in the hospital. Like I said, I’m a little ashamed of myself.
It didn’t take long for the fire crew to get to us. They’re the real heroes here. If not for them even more people would have died that day.
Somewhere in that mess is my notebook. It has some pretty embarrassing stuff written in it. If you find it, please don’t read it.